“You know that’s bullshit,” he clipped.
“I…know…” I leaned deep, “nothing.” I shook my head, straightening. “I can’t do this. I thought I could because I felt so fucking much for you. I felt everything for you. From the first moment you stood at my door when Grant and I were fighting, I felt it. I didn’t get it, but I felt it. But I can’t. I can’t do it. I tried and I can’t. And you know what? You shouldn’t ask me to.”
He was silent.
“You have to give me something,” I demanded.
“You got everything you need,” he returned. “Dig deep, you know it, woman.”
Dig deep.
He was. He was insane.
“You can’t be believed,” I snapped.
“Dig deep.”
“Fuck that, too,” I bit off.
He leaned toward me and roared, “Fuckin’ dig deep, Cassidy!”
“Fuck that!” I shouted back, so done with this, I couldn’t be more done. “I unpacked your shit. Middle drawer. Closet. Pack it and get out.”
I stomped to the door and he moved in a way I knew he was going to stop me so I jerked to a halt and gave him slitted eyes.
“You touch me, I’ll fight you until I die,” I hissed, watched his chin jerk into his neck but that was all I saw.
I stormed out.
I went directly to my computer. I did what I needed to do there, one last chance.
One…last…fucking…chance.
I yanked the flash drive out.
Then I stomped back up the stairs.
Deacon was not in the room but I knew he was there. His bag was on the bed, mostly packed.
He was in the bathroom getting his crap.
The picture was no longer on the floor.
He was leaving me.
He was shoving her back in his bag and leaving me.
I didn’t let that penetrate. Couldn’t. If I did, I’d come flying apart.
I stood in the doorway and tossed the flash drive across the room. It landed on the bed.
“You’ve got an hour. Flash drive on the bed. Listen, Deacon, make your decision. Then let me know by being gone or being here and knowing what you have to give me,” I called into the room. “I’m leaving. I’ll be back in an hour.”
I didn’t wait for him to come out of the bathroom.
I stomped out of the room but went to the kitchen where Deacon closed in my fucking dog and I brought her with me when I took off.
If he was going to leave, he was not going to get the idea to take my dog.